Lecter: What became of your lamb, Clarice?
Clarice: He killed him.
Lecter: You still wake up sometimes, don't you? Wake up in the dark
and hear the screaming of the lambs.
Lecter: And you think if you save poor Katherine, you can make them
stop, don't you? You think if Katherine lives, you won't wake up in
the dark ever again to that awful screaming of the lambs.
Clarice: I don't know.... I don't know.
Lecter: Thank you, Clarice.